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Posts Tagged ‘petroglyphs’

wingless
but oh do I ever
know how to bend

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the sun, perhaps,
or a stick—for the bug, always
a reason to sing

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at the precipice
I did not yet know
I could fly

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falling apart, falling
apart, each misshapen piece
perfect

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your hand
even when you’re not here
it holds me

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pearls inside her
luster
turns to flesh

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this algal strand
same blueprint with a twist
this milky way

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climbing the rungs
of myself, oh silly woman
still reaching

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bliss
not the new green bud itself
but the noticing

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laughing at me
all those angels
I never believed in

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